"Sold into slavery" - читать интересную книгу автора (Richmond Charles)

CHAPTER ELEVEN

"Looks like you're first, Linda," Mr. Arnold said as they all scooted away from the table and moved over to the sofa and chairs near the fireplace.

"And I know just what I want," Linda said. "Get over here, cunt, and lie down on your back on the coffee table."

Susan moved over to the coffee table and waited as the men cleared the ashtrays away. Once the table was clear, Susan lay down as she had been told.

Linda knelt over her and unclasped the alligator clips.

"Aaaarrrgh!" Susan groaned as blood flowed back into her nipples. Tiny teeth marks had cut into her nipples and now they seeped tiny dots of blood.

"You think this hurts, cunt? By the time I'm through with these nipples of yours, you won't be able to touch 'em for a month without them hurting!"

Linda moved to the end of the coffee table. "Okay, which of you gentlemen will balance me? I need two of you."

Ralph and Andy both agreed to help Linda with her balance and moved to each side of the coffee table.

Linda looked down at Susan. "Now, slut-face, I'm going to lift my foot over your chest and I want you to guide my heel down on top of your right nipple."

The foot raised above Susan's chest and the shoe was grabbed by both of her hands. Lifting her head so she could see the heel, she guided it down to her already aching nipple until the heel was dead center on top of it.

"Now, gentlemen, your hands please," Linda said, and took Ralph's and Andy's hands.

"Nooyeeeeeggh!" Susan shrieked as the spiked heel pressed down on her right nipple. "Armgggh! Ocooch noooooo!"

Linda looked down and placed her left heel directly above Susan's left nipple. The spiked heel pressed down on top of the nipple, bringing more shrieks of pain from the girl.

Then the worst came as Linda, with the help of Ralph and Andy balancing her, began bouncing up and down while twisting her heels on the trapped nipples.

"Aaagggh! Oh God, nooooooo! Oh please, no! No! No! I can't – unnngh – take it!"

The pain stabbed furiously into her tits and chest as her nipples were twisted back and forth beneath the spiked heels.

Shriek after shriek tore from Susan's throat and Linda did her best to make the screams louder. Then the right foot lifted up from the battered and now-bloody right nipple.

Without a thought to the girl lying beneath her, Linda took tiny steps down the length of Susan's body until her heels were both pressing deeply into her cunt mound. More screams of agony erupted as Linda bounced several times in one spot, then moved her heels over a half an inch or so to repeat the bouncing and twisting.

For ten minutes Linda jabbed and twisted her heels into Susan's cunt mound. Bringing Susan pain was enough to set Linda's body into motion until it reached a peak and she came.

As soon as her body quit shaking from her orgasm, Linda raised her left foot and slammed it down into the pit of Susan's stomach.

"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Susan gasped, fighting for air.

When Susan opened her eyes, she realized she had blacked out. Her tormentors were drawing cards for high to see what order they would get her in.

"Welcome back, you little whore," Linda said as she sat on the sofa, a smile on her face. "You did enjoy my little stroll, didn't you?"

Susan turned her head to look at Linda. "Yes, Mistress."

Andy then stood over her prone body. "Look's like your cunt's mine, scum-bag."

He grabbed a fist full of Susan's hair. "Aaaaaghhh!" she gasped as Andy jerked her into a sitting position. Then she noticed that he was naked, his big cock sticking straight out from his crotch.

"We've decided to give all three of your fuck holes a workout an at once. When I lie down on the floor, I want you to sit on my cock with your pretty little pussy."

"Yes, Master."

"You had better strip first." Linda smiled. Susan obeyed and removed all of the clothing except for the hose, garter belt and heels, while Andy lay down on the floor.

Susan straddled Andy and squatted down. His cock was only inches from her moist cunt. She grasped his prick, and as her fingers wrapped around the long stiff shaft, Andy let out a gasp of pleasure.

Slowly, she lowered her body down until she could feel the very tip of the cock-head spreading her pussy-lips apart.

"Yeah, cunt-face, that's it! Go on down!" She went lower and lower, until her cunt felt the cock-head pop past her pussy-lips.

Next Ralph was standing by her head. He, like Andy, had taken all of his clothes off. His cock-head bounced in front of her fact as Andy grasped her shoulders and pulled her forward until she had to rest her palms on the floor above his shoulders. Ralph's hand moved his cock to within an inch of her lips, and she could see the little drop of pre-cum seeping out of the little hole in the tip of the big cock-head. She knew what he wanted and slowly parted her lips and moved up to catch the little droplet of pre-cum. She rubbed her lips back and forth along the tip of the cock-head before opening her mouth wider and taking it between her lips.

Fingers suddenly spread Vaseline around and into her asshole. It was Bob, and Susan grunted as his cock-head pressed against her little puckered shitter. She felt her asshole stretch, then all at once his cock-head fucked into her shit-hole.

As Bob pushed forward with his cock, filling her asshole, she could feel her own body press forward. Her pussy rode up on the cock inside of it, slowly easing up until only Andy's cock-head was parting her cunt-lips, and at the same time her lips slid over the cock-shaft pressing deeper and deeper into her mouth until she felt it bump up against her throat. But just as the cock-head rammed against her throat, the cock up her shiner began pulling back out, pulling her body back.

The cock up her ass fucked in a little faster, jolting her body forward.

Linda couldn't help but be enthralled as she watched the three-way fuck. It was almost like watching some kind of machine. She watched Susan's body jam forward as her asshole filled, which filled her mouth and emptied her cunt-hole. And as the cock in her ass pulled back, her mouth emptied and her cunt was filled.

"She's a fuck machine, guys. Drive your pistons in and out of her." Linda said.

Susan heard Linda's voice, but it seemed like it was miles away as the cocks fucked faster and faster in and out of her body.

"Oh shit, she's got one nice tight asshole," Bob said as he fucked his cock in with one steady motion.

"Her mouth's good too!" Ralph gasped.

Andy only grunted as his cock slid out of the depths of her cunt.

"Uuuummmph!" Susan grunted around the cock pressing against her throat muscles.

"Come on guys, fuck the bitch, give it to her!" Mr. Arnold yelled as he stroked his cock.

Sam stood as naked as the rest of them. He held his stiff cock in his hand as he stared at Susan's mouth pumping up and down on Ralph's cock. He was waiting for his turn to fill her mouth with his cock.

The cocks were fucking her faster and faster.

The tempo moved more swiftly and the grunts and groans became louder. Susan could feel her body reacting more and more to the pounding in and out of the cocks. She knew she was working up to one hell of a climax.

"Fuck her! Fuck the slut! Jam that cock in her mouth!" Linda screamed as her hand went up beneath her skin and began stroking her pussy. She felt her clit stiffen as her fingers began rubbing back and forth. The excitement of seeing the slave girl gets fucked was lifting her own feelings of lustful excitement higher and higher, and she could feel another climax beginning to build within her own body.

"Yeah maaannnn!" Bob shouted. "I'm getting ready!"

He fucked his cock faster and faster in and out of her shit-tube, which forced her to work faster at the cocks in her cunt and mouth.

"Ooooobhhhh, baby! Oh, baby!" Ralph yelled as her mouth moved up and down the length of his cock.

"Fuck… fuck… fuck," Andy gasped. Susan looked down at Andy. "My tits nipples… hurt them!"

Andy reached up and grasped the two nipples hanging over his face.

"Uuuuuumhhhhggg!" Susan gurgled around the prick bouncing against her tonsils. The pain shot up through her as Andy squeezed and twisted on her already-sore nipples.

"I'm reeeeeaaaaddddy!" Bob screamed. "Here it commmmmmmes!"

"Fuck yeah! Fuck it, baby? Yeeeaaaaahhhh, cummmmmming, cummmmmming!" Andy cried.

Susan felt spurts of hot cum filling both her asshole and her cunt.

Hands grabbed her ears as Ralph's cock jammed into her mouth, gagging her nit fucked into her throat. The cock swelled within her throat and began jerking. At the first jerk of the cock in her throat, she felt the first hot gob of jism shoot out. There was no taste, but she could feel it drip down into her throat, forcing her to swallow.

Cum shot into her body from everywhere. Her cunt, her asshole, her mouth were all filling up with the creamy white spunk. She swallowed and swallowed as cam filled her throat in a steady stream. She felt cum squishing out of her asshole to mix with her own flooding cunt juice and Andy's jizz leaking out of her cunt.

Soon Ralph, Andy and Bob had relieved her fuck-holes of their cocks. Susan wasn't disappointed though, as another cock fucked into her shitter and her mouth was stuffed with another. She was pumped back and forth again and again. More cum filled her body, until the men had all exhausted themselves.

Susan lay flat on her stomach, completely spent from the orgasms that had erupted throughout her body. She was happy.

Three days later she walked across the complex. Her door was no longer locked, and as long as she let one of her Master's or Serena know where she was going, she was free to do as she pleased.

She met three other slave girls. They all had their own little canteen to congregate in and talk about their experiences and how their lives had changed since being turned into slaves. Every once in a while one of the Masters would pick one of them for his own entertainment, and they went willingly. Sometimes they returned with bruises, welts, or cuts on their bodies, but they had been well fucked, and even after the pain they had taken, they had smiles on their faces.

On the way back to her little hut, Susan saw the van pull up in front of hut number three.

A beautiful blonde girl was being pushed roughly into the hut.

Susan smiled; she knew that within the next couple of weeks she would have another girl to talk to.

Four brand new huts were being built. The new huts were a little larger, containing two rooms instead of the one she had become used to, and the new huts would be for the older slave girls. She was one of them now.

She walked into her little one-roomed hut, lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. Friday was coming and she was looking forward to entertaining the men who would gather to see her beaten, degraded, and humiliated. She loved it. Her eyes closed and she fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.